Fighting John Malkovich Zombies
Pregnancy sure makes me dream weird things. Two nights ago I dreamt that a co-worker hi-jacked my ipod and loaded it with a bunch of crappy Disney theme songs, and then when I went to play the ipod at my desk the volume was turned up super loud and I couldn’t turn it down. I was so hopping mad that when I woke up it took several minutes of chanting “it was just a dream, it didn’t happen, it was just a dream” before I could get my heart to calm down and fall back asleep.
Last night I dreamt I was a soldier in the thick of a battle. I killed some guy (who I’m pretty sure was on our team) and then spent the rest of the dream running from his friend, who was rightfully pissed off.
That one took awhile to recover from, but when I fell back asleep I fell into an even worse dream. A bonified nightmare. I won’t even give you the details because they were so horrific. I’ll just say that the dream left off (meaning thank God I finally pulled myself out of slumber) with me desperately trying to keep John Malkovich’s zombie from coming up the stairs with only an umbrella and a prayer. Oh, and there was background music. Because every good fight scene needs background music.
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April 17th, 2009 at 10:57 am
Try hitting up Tina for interpretations if you’d like. When dreams come in 3′s they often are about the same thing. God is speaking to you!
April 17th, 2009 at 7:19 pm
John Malkovich is definitely creepy. Frankly I have strange, lucid dreams all the time, but mainly when I haven’t gotten enough sleep or am stressed or worried.
The contents of my dreams can be as fanciful or bizzare as you can imagine, but the interpretation is the same: I did not get enough sleep, or slept with issues on my mind.
Dreams can be an indication of mental turmoil, but their content may not be directly related. They may “point the way” to what is troubling you, but often enough your conscious mind answers that question better than your crazed fantasy about feeding key lime pie to John F Kennedy in a convertible on a drive down Lombard street with Coney Island ferris wheeels in the distance.
Anxious dreams mean you are worried about something. That is all.
July 15th, 2009 at 9:40 am
Mindy–
You are not alone in having John Malcovich nightmares. This morning I woke up early, fell back asleep, and had a John Malcovich nighmare too. In my dream John Malcovich was trying to keep me locked up in the basement of this large and fancy house to torture me (a la “Saw.”) Somehow I managed to break out with a friend of mine and run to the end of the house’s secluded driveway where we found a passerby walking his dog. My friend cried out to the dog-walker for help, but it was in this moment John Malcovich ripped a wooden post from the mailbox out of the ground and impaled him through the chest. The stranger (not able to ignore the horror of this scene) helped me try to impale Malcovich and in a team effort we ended up killing Malcovich which ended the dream. A very weird dream. Weird enough to google “Malcovich Dream” and see if there were others too, I am glad there are.